The Elite's Forbidden Romance

"Huh?"

Ning Xiaofei looked at her left hand with confusion, as if she had touched something strange.

Mu Tianye's sharp eyes narrowed dangerously, scanning the view outside. With a push, he flung the car door open, dragging Ning Xiaofei out of the car. Caught off guard, she wobbled and almost fell.

Assistant Zhou hastily got out of the car and chased after him, "President Mu!"

The man didn't look back as he threw out two words.

"Get a room."

Get... get a room?

Assistant Zhou glanced at Mu Tianye, who was gripping Ning Xiaofei, and quickly understood; he hurried to the fast hotel ahead, opened the best big bed room for him, and by the time Assistant Zhou had the room card, Mu Tianye had already dragged the intoxicated Ning Xiaofei through the lobby. Assistant Zhou hurried to help him press the elevator button and escorted them to their room door, swiping open the door.

"Wait outside!"

Having tossed out four words, Mu Tianye pulled the drunken Ning Xiaofei into the room and kicked the door shut with a thud.

"It's... it's so uncomfortable!"

Carried around the waist by the man, Ning Xiaofei, hazy with confusion, instinctively tried to push him away. She hadn't even touched him before she was lifted into the air and the next moment, thrown onto the soft big bed.

She had just taken a deep breath when the man's body pressed down heavily on hers.

The heavy weight nearly left her breathless, and she instinctively opened her lips to gasp for air. But before she could take in a breath, a pair of lips were already sealing hers.

He didn't care about this marriage.

But this didn't mean he didn't care about his reputation. As his wife, she dared to play around like this outside; if other people found out, where would he put his face?

If he didn't properly discipline her, the girl might think he was a pushover!

"It hurts!" She struggled instinctively, trying to push the presumptuous man off her, "Let... let me go..."

Now she knew it hurt?

Where had all that boldness gone, the one she had flaunting around the bar hooking up, calling him an eunuch, wanting to make him wear a green hat...?

Holding her down forcefully, Mu Tianye pinned Ning Xiaofei's wrists above her head, and with his other hand, he firmly grasped her delicate chin and barked, "Say it, am I, Mu Tianye, an eunuch?"

Her brain, numb with alcohol, hadn't understood his question at all, and Ning Xiaofei responded instinctively.

"You... you're not, Mu... Mu Tianye is!"

Knowing it was her first time, the man initially had a sliver of pity, but upon hearing her words, that flicker of pity instantly turned into rage.

Angry and frowning, Mu Tianye rudely ripped open the clothes of Ning Xiaofei beneath him.

"Today, I'll let you see for yourself whether I, Mu Tianye, am an eunuch or not!"

...

...

It hurts.

So much pain.

Her head, her waist, her arms, her legs, her whole body ached...

That was the only sensation Ning Xiaofei had when she woke up the next morning.

She raised her fingers to rub her sore eyes, only to find her fingers were weak, nearly too limp to lift.